Liza, in the midst of cutting her mother-in-law a slice, grimaced to herself.

“Yeah, I did.” It had saved her time whilst preparing the Thanksgiving feast.

“Ah, I thought so. I always think it tastes kinda artificial. I better not have any more in case I react to it.”

In the 15 years Liza and Marvin had been married, her mother-in-law had claimed “reactions” for most dishes Liza cooked. Like today, the reactions, Liza reflected, tended to happen after her third helping of the said dish.

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